Love At First Birth Poem by Thomas Henk

I appreciate her love
And I like the way she cares.
She's like an angel from above
Chasing aware my night mares.

How can it be expressed?
The love I share on my part.
When ever I'm depressed,
I look for her in my heart.

Her voice is like a song,
One I wish has no end.
A song that never sounds wrong
Like it has the perfect crescend'.

Brightly burning love, mother made me feel.
As she sang my name in all her songs.
God please keep my thoughts still
In my mother's heart nowhere my first love belongs